Category Love

Juggernaut – Trifextra Week 77

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 This weekend, the Trifecta team have supplied us with these three words –

– ring

– water

– stage

We need to add another thirty and send back a total of thirty three for their delight and delectation. I assume that they would like something cohesive from us, rather than just a random collection of words – oh the temptation to string together offerings such as dodecahedron and antidisestablishmentarianism, with no punctuation or linkage…

Resist, resist, resist…

I hope you enjoy my offering – please visit here to read many more!

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– Juggernaut –

The shrill ring shatters your sleep.

Your mouth shrieks for water.

Fearful, knowing.

‘Hello?’

That stage in your life has come.

Too soon; too late to say all that needed to be said.

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Kriah – Trifecta Week 85

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Below is my offering for week 85′s challenge word, which is ‘fly’. As you will see from the relevant blog post, the challenge is to write between 33 and 333 words of fiction, non-fiction, poetry or prose, based on the 3rd definition from the Merriam Webster’s Online Dictionary.  This week the 3rd definition of ‘fly’ is:

3a : to move, pass, or spread quickly
b : to be moved with sudden extreme emotion
c : to seem to pass quickly

Here’s my offering below – I hope you like it! Please check here for the other entries!

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– Kriah –

I will give wings to my rage and let it fly.

I will shout, scream and vent my pain –

in silence.

The sounds in my head will deafen me,

drowning out the joy of you.

 

This is not what you want

for me.

 

Trifecta

Ghost – Trifextra Week 75

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This week, the Trifecta team have taken pity on us, after last week’s prescriptive challenge. This time round, just 33 words, on any theme we like. Ah, freedom (of sorts)!

I hope you enjoy my offering – please visit here to read many more!

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– Ghost –

This is where my heart splintered.

There – is where healing began.

When I thought I saw you – distance fracturing my certainty –

I understood my wishful thinking.

And the tear rent wide.

Once more.